His happiness is the fragile, hollow kind that falls apart if you think about it too much. So he resolves not to think about anything but Jesper's touch sketching his body, Jesper's lips caressing his. His countenance taut with pleasure, as it had just been moments ago, mouth stretched around a moan and eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks. Being that Jesper has hinted at having a plethora of partners, Wilhelm is pleased that he could cause enough damage to make him buckle like that.
So...did he have fun? Nodding, he smiles into Jesper's chest.
"Mm...yeah. I had fun."
With a kiss brushed against the Wheel of Fortune that's worked into Jesper's tattoo, Wilhelm draws away — but only to reach over the side of the bed and grab his underwear. Now that they've both tumbled down from the heights of pleasure, he feels...well, a little naked. Once he's pulled them on, he rolls back to Jesper. Back to chest, he tugs his arm over himself like a blanket.
"Then...can you hold me?"
Like Jesper's warmth might be a ward, keeping away all of the bad things.
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Date: 2022-12-29 04:34 am (UTC)So...did he have fun? Nodding, he smiles into Jesper's chest.
"Mm...yeah. I had fun."
With a kiss brushed against the Wheel of Fortune that's worked into Jesper's tattoo, Wilhelm draws away — but only to reach over the side of the bed and grab his underwear. Now that they've both tumbled down from the heights of pleasure, he feels...well, a little naked. Once he's pulled them on, he rolls back to Jesper. Back to chest, he tugs his arm over himself like a blanket.
"Then...can you hold me?"
Like Jesper's warmth might be a ward, keeping away all of the bad things.